Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Romania and from Accra.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Josef K show in Edinburgh.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1977.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Bologna and Bremen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Tokyo kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1973 at the first Television practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the organ sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Sun Ra to the dance kids.
I played it at the Astoria.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Roy Ayers. All the underground hits.
All Kayak tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Rosa Yemen record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal electroclash hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Peter Gordon & Love of Life Orchestra record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a mellotron.
I hear that you and your band have sold your mellotron and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
kango's stein massive,
The Cramps,
Sister Nancy,
Al Stewart,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
Surgeon,
Gil Scott-Heron and Jamie xx,
Kenny Larkin,
Ronan,
John Foxx,
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
the Swans,
the Slits,
DJ Style,
Nation of Ulysses,
Mark Hollis,
Radio Birdman,
Sound Behaviour,
Negative Approach,
The Raincoats,
Khruangbin,
Banda Bassotti,
Rosa Yemen,
Arthur Verocai,
Althea and Donna,
Rotary Connection,
Dorothy Ashby,
K-Klass,
The Selecter,
Marc Almond,
H. Thieme,
Eli Mardock,
Robert Görl,
KRS-One,
Arcadia,
Jacques Brel,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
The American Breed,
Drexciya,
Country Teasers,
The Five Americans,
the Fania All-Stars,
Josef K,
Excepter,
PIL,
Flamin' Groovies,
Sight & Sound,
Johnny Osbourne,
Carl Craig,
Roxette,
The Doobie Brothers,
Todd Terry,
Ajijia Myrayebe,
Bootsy's Rubber Band,
Radiopuhelimet,
Oneida,
Metal Thangz,
Electric Light Orchestra,
8 Eyed Spy,
Cluster,
The Martian,
Los Fastidios,
Reuben Wilson,
Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox, Ultravox.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.